C17 (seventeen)

ARTHUR

I watch her approach the stage with much confidence and commanding respect, I feel a wave of pain attack my brain, the memory floods in all of a sudden the night of the moon curse,

"Fuck!!!,who the hell is she?"

She seems to look straight at me, clinging her ring on the wine glass,

"You seem to remember me now"

Staring into my orbs she smiles , gradually she Averts her gaze towards